I firmly believe in certain principles as to how people should treat each other and what the alternatives are. I also believe that fiction is quite able to convey such ideas while still being accessible and entertaining. I believe I have a talent for doing exactly that. At a minimum, I have a passion for it. And that is why I write novels. Not for riches or popular acclaim – but to convey a morality as to how we interact with our fellow humans in a way that doesn’t taste like cod liver oil or sawdust.
I lose sight of that sometimes and when I do, my writing is dragged down by self- doubt. The words are good, but they don’t sing. Last night was one of those times, but with help, I got back to center this morning. I remembered why I write and as a result, the words hitting the page transcend me. For that, I am sincerely grateful.